Nyrical Poet

Nightmare Poem by Nyrical Poet

There is a darkness that morbidly haunts my lifeThe ever constant thoughts, the torture to surviveAs people gaze at me, they see nothing but a shellI put a smile on, and trance them into a wicked spell

As the clouds come out, and the moon shines aboveMy mind starts screaming, as my insides begin to transformThe tranquility of life evaporates under the midnight starsAs I wish and pray for this evilness to end this anguishing war

Blood red crimson, with the constant thoughts of deathHoping and wanting for a savior to fight off this wrathStabbing, jabbing a sword deep inside my devilish thoughtsWhich brings me to tears, and leaves me affectively distraught

An angel of peace to provide me the warmth from all this coldWhen I am shaking at night from the tremors that I keep untoldI fight the charcoal blackened, slimy oil of constant despairHold me now my angel of peace, rid this agonizing nightmare

Although these prayers are blocked, and returned back to the devilI keep praying to god, please beckon me a heavenly saviorUntil then I remain lost, alone, bitter, and coldTo fight off this nightmare that remains to be untold